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An exploration of songs and songwriting via the music of Scott Simpson and Dancin' Moon Studio of Spearfish Canyon in the Black Hills of South Dakota
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Friday Jan 17, 2020
Friday Jan 17, 2020
Featured song from 2015's The Road Behind LP
Photo Graphe'
(instrumental)
Also available on...
Welcome to VOTE SPEARFISH WEEK!
Vote here:
https://smallbusinessrevolution.org/small-business-revolution/main-street/season-five#voting-form
The nationwide vote is on! Help Spearfish, South Dakota win $500,000 for small business. The winning town is decided by popular vote. We need you to rally your friends, family, co-workers from across the nation to vote for Spearfish. Let’s get the word out to vote for Spearfish.
Spearfish needs your help to be featured on Season 5 of Small Business Revolution.
Vote every day, from every device you have.
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Thursday Jan 16, 2020
Thursday Jan 16, 2020
Featured song from 2015's The Road Behind LP
Close to Home
(instrumental)
Also available on...
Welcome to VOTE SPEARFISH WEEK!
Vote here:
https://smallbusinessrevolution.org/small-business-revolution/main-street/season-five#voting-form
The nationwide vote is on! Help Spearfish, South Dakota win $500,000 for small business. The winning town is decided by popular vote. We need you to rally your friends, family, co-workers from across the nation to vote for Spearfish. Let’s get the word out to vote for Spearfish.
Spearfish needs your help to be featured on Season 5 of Small Business Revolution.
Vote every day, from every device you have.
1) Share daily on social media and ask everyone to share your post and to vote.
2) Call, text, email, or message any acquaintances from across the nation and tell them about voting.
Wednesday Jan 15, 2020
Wednesday Jan 15, 2020
Featured song from 2015's The Road Behind LP
Spearfish Canyon
(instrumental)
Also available on...
Welcome to VOTE SPEARFISH WEEK!
Vote here:
https://smallbusinessrevolution.org/small-business-revolution/main-street/season-five#voting-form
The nationwide vote is on! Help Spearfish, South Dakota win $500,000 for small business. The winning town is decided by popular vote. We need you to rally your friends, family, co-workers from across the nation to vote for Spearfish. Let’s get the word out to vote for Spearfish.
Spearfish needs your help to be featured on Season 5 of Small Business Revolution.
Vote every day, from every device you have.
1) Share daily on social media and ask everyone to share your post and to vote.
2) Call, text, email, or message any acquaintances from across the nation and tell them about voting.
Friday Jan 10, 2020
Friday Jan 10, 2020
Featured song from 2010's Letting the Sunlight Back In LP
Punch Another Hole
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
There’s a hole in the bottom of the ocean
there’s a hole in the bottom of the sea
Lots of muck coming up on the beaches
as far as I can see, yeah;
lots of people feeding their addiction
everybody got some place to go
every rig is another shared needle
got to drill baby drill some more.
And if you have a closed fist
every problem is just another time to explode
and if you have your eyes closed
in this darkness—you’re only gonna find one solution:
you’re gonna punch another hole
gonna punch another hole.
There’s a hole in the bottom of my pocket,
there’s a hole in my market share
there’s a bookie who’ll take your bet
anytime, anywhere…
there’s a sucker born every minute
gonna mortgage off his soul;
all it takes is a shiny shovel
he’s gonna dig his own hole.
(repeat chorus)
There’s a hole at the end of the muzzle
don’t get in my way--
a thousand more are coming right behind me
gonna make you change your ways;
every hole is a mouth to a tunnel
stretching back to an empty place;
every eye looking down the barrel
wears another human face.
(repeat chorus twice)
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’
Oh…
Friday Jan 03, 2020
Friday Jan 03, 2020
Featured song from 2018's Gravitate LP
Cracks
What is broken in me
is open in me...
Where you see me split apart,
you catch a glimpse of my true heart...
my true heart.
It’s song that opens the cracks.
Each beat divides me front from back, yeah.
I’m opened up by melody;
I’m laid bare with harmony...
with harmony...
Unmusical days limp by.
Instead of dancing they
heave and they sigh.
To stay intact
is not to act on beauty...
beauty...
I want to live disintegrated,
all full of holes, obliterated
into shards, released at last
into beauty like colored glass...
colored glass...
(instrumental)
What’s broken in me
that’s what’s open in me...
Where you see me split apart,
you catch a glimpse of my true heart...
my true heart...
(repeat to end)
Download FREE Courage & Renewal album, The Gift You Bring, that "Cracks" originally appeared on here.
Friday Dec 27, 2019
Friday Dec 27, 2019
Featured song from 2014's Do Not Rush the Dawn LP
Jeff Davis Pie
Well Mamma called me up 'n said,
"It's your grandma's birthday son, so you 'n
Sheryl need to come--- and bring the girls."
She said that it was 80 years since
Grandma'd taken her first breath,
and a party with all the family'd "mean the world..."
Well 80 years is a
long time to hang around
if you count your age by time.
But Grandma's 80 years was like a
small slice of her Jeff Davis pie,
and we all think a second 80'd be just fine!
Well, Grandma came from Arkansas 'n
that's where she me my grandpa 'n
they had three daughters--- each ten years apart.
She cooked the meals 'n washed the clothes
and I think she even had time to sew
a dress or two or three or forty-four.
Well 80 years is a
long time to hang around
if you count your age by time.
But Grandma's 80 years was like a
small slice of her Jeff Davis pie,
and we all think a second 80'd be just fine!
Now I remember trips across the mountain,
'round about Christmas time---
that queasy feelin' when we took a curve too fast.
But I remember pullin' up to that
screened-in porch and thinkin' we'd surprise 'em
'till my brother let the screen door slam.
I remember cinnamon rolls and eatin' raw dough
and old lipsticks in the bottom drawer
and that big steel bed that squeaked beneath my head...
And those gas room-heaters and the magnifying mirror
and that plastic-shrunken-head souvenir
and coleslaw and toastin' buttery bread...
And the time that Grandpa gave me a gun
and I shot that squirrel that was old as the sun
and Grandma softened him up in a dumplin' stew...
And when we'd go to church she'd pass
around the Certs after service, then we'd
all go home to eat 'n sleep till 2, or 3 or 4 or 5 or..
80 years is a
long time to hang around
if you count your age by time.
But Grandma's 80 years was like a
small slice of her Jeff Davis pie,
and we all think a second 80'd be just fine!
Now, some people like to QUANTIFY
and graph their lives like pieces of pie
and subdivide their story like a book.
But 80's just a number...
and don't it make you wonder
why somebody'd slice up a pie if it's just for looks?
You best dig right in, cause…
80 years is a
long time to hang around
if you count your age in time.
But Grandma's 80 years was like a
little bitty slice of her Jeff Davis pie,
and we all think a second 80'd be just fine!
Cause the spice of life sure ain't time---
No, it's Grandma 'n Grandpa 'n Jeff Davis pie.
Friday Dec 20, 2019
Friday Dec 20, 2019
Featured song from 2002's Grace EP
Down
Autumn’s come around again
and the world is turning brown, brown
something’s fallen from the highest limb
all her friends, they say, “She don’t come around
anymore
There’s a sidewalk running past her gate
and a welcome sign on her front door
but they’re just throwbacks to another time, another place
and no one knows her—no, I don’t know her
anymore
Let me know if you hear me
give me some kind of sign
cause I’ve got to know if you’re still breathing—
you’ve been down such a long, long time
And the world is like an ocean
you never know how deep till it’s too late
the more you struggle, the more you struggle...
and every rise makes you hesitate
But Autumn’s come around again
all the leaves are falling down again
oh, don’t you believe in the empty sound of wind
no, you know you’ll come around again
I know you’ll come around, around again
Just let me know if you hear me
give me some kind of sign
cause I’ve got to know if you’re still breathing—
you’ve been down such a long, long time
give me a sign
cause I’ve got to know if you’re still breathing—
you’ve been down such a long, long time
Featured song from 2015's Circuitous & Before the Great Divide Double LP
Down
Featured song from 2008's Nothing Knew LP
Down
Friday Dec 13, 2019
Friday Dec 13, 2019
Featured song from 2012's Nebraska Catfish LP
Playdough Boy
He had a cassette recorder, he had songs in his head
He placed them into the microphone.
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
Middle school is a playdough factory
Put them in and push the plunger down
Playdough boy…
He lost the top of his head
He lost the tips of his fingers…
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
Nobody ever asked him—he would have told them
He liked drawing, you know he liked the summer grass
Playdough boy…
He loved the smell of the dirt
He love to watch the ants carrying the dead back home
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
He had a cassette recorder, he had songs in his head
He placed them into the microphone.
Playdough boy…
Sitting in the Platte
He felt the coolness steal the sand down stream
Playdough boy…
Nobody ever asked him, he would have told them
He would have told them all.
Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
The factory—they had holes like stars
They had holes like snakes and flowers
Holes like spaghetti
The factory—they had holes like stars
And everybody likes stars
Everybody likes stars…
Push the plunger down, push the plunger down…
Push the plunger down…
10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
He could have been anything, He could have been anything
Playdough boy, there’s all kinds of stars… There’s all kinds of stars…
Playdough boy, Playdough boy
10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14
Playdough boy, Playdough boy
Friday Dec 06, 2019
Friday Dec 06, 2019
Featured song from 2017's Refuge LP
My First Song
I was only six or seven years old,
You must've been a worn-out thirty-two.
Don't know what stories you'd been told;
Don't know what you went home to…
But you brought a tiredness behind your eyes,
And you brought a shuffle in your walk.
They only left when your anger flared--
Felt like hell made out of ditto ink and chalk, yeah
Felt like hell made out of ditto ink and chalk,
Felt like hell made out of ditto ink and chalk.
It was a song—my very first,
The kind a first-grader would like to write,
Full of wanna-be Maurice Sendak and Dr. Seuss,
Full of possibility and light…
It went like this…
One day I was a-walkin' down the street, street, street
A funny old man I did meet, meet, meet
He was walkin' on his big old feet, feet, feet
‘til he fell right on his seat, seat seat…
Yeah that's what I wrote…
My first song… yeah
You'd given us a few minutes and a
Blank sheet of lined paper.
I had no idea what I was
Supposed to do…
Maybe I wasn't listening, or
Maybe I was scared,
But knowing me, it was probably just
That song I HAD to write…
My first song…
I made language into music
I gave it a beat, gave it a rhyme
Made it funny—made a story, yeah
One that didn't exist outside of right there—
What I did in my mind…
I wrote my first song…
I wrote my first song…
I wrote my first song… yeah
On that paper you handed to me…
What I wanted to see was what you might think of it
Would you laugh? Would you smile?
Would it brighten that darkness there behind your eyes?
Would you sing it out loud?
But your tired, angry eyes,
Well, they looked, and read, and were more tired.
You could've just put it down now…
Too bad you couldn't just retire.
No—you stole my poetry
You went and stole my literary device…
You wrote, NO, NO, NO in big red letters across the top
Wrote NO, NO, NO on my first song…
You wrote, NO, NO, NO in big red letters across the top
Wrote NO, NO, NO on my first song…
On my first song…
So, I became a teacher,
A teacher with a guitar in his hands.
I may sound corny, may sound "un-rigorous"
But someone's got to take a stand
For singin'…
YES, YES, YES… You've got a song to sing!
YES, YES, YES… I won't give up on you!
YES, YES, YES… We're gonna let FREEDOM RING!
YES, YES, YES… You are the BEST when YOU are YOU!
YES, YES, YES… You've got a song to sing!
YES, YES, YES… I won't give up on you!
YES, YES, YES… We're gonna let FREEDOM RING!
YES, YES, YES… You are the BEST when YOU are YOU!
When you are you…
You are the best when You are You!
When YOU are YOU.
I was only six or seven years old,
You must've been a worn-out thirty-two…
Friday Nov 29, 2019
Friday Nov 29, 2019
Featured song from 2015's Circuitous & The Great Divide Double LP
When It's Cold Outside
on a cold winter night.
There's nothing quite like a place to hide
when it's cold outside,
when it's cold outside.
always there by your side.
There's nothing quite like a warm holiday
to make the world seem alright
when it's cold outside.
and I'll never grow cold;
give me children with holiday eyes
and I'll never grow old.
and a song for the night.
There's nothing quite like a family whose love
keeps the flame alive
when it's cold outside.
Featured song from 2001's Topo: Acoustic Landscapes LP
Woodsmoke
(Instrumental version of "When It's Cold Outside")